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Upon the command of the Blood Dragon Douluo, three Spirit Douluo experts surrounding Zeng Yi immediately moved into action.
In an instant, a surging and frenzied surge of spirit power swept through the air, exerting a terrifying pressure that caused Zeng Yi's body to creak and crack.
Spirit rings appeared, martial spirits were released, and the robust and sturdy Vine burst out of the thick snow, rising into the sky, swaying wildly like a mad snake.
With the roaring of a Wild Lion and the howling of a Black Wolf, their ferocious eyes flickered with a crimson and eerie light, like dancing ghostly fires in the night!
Zeng Yi stood in place, witnessing all of this with his own eyes.
The thick vines surged upwards, encircling him and forming a prison in an instant, trapping him within.
Through the gaps, he saw the martial spirits of the other two Spirit Douluo.
Beast martial spirits, Lion and Wolf! Both were extremely powerful Beast Martial Spirits.
Zeng Yi felt a heavy heart. Honestly, his current situation was absolutely terrible.
How could someone like him, a transmigrator who once possessed a system, not live up to being a protagonist, at the very least?
But his luck was just too low, right? Could a protagonist like him really survive until the end?
Perhaps he shouldn't have pursued the path of swordsmanship and instead learned spear techniques, becoming a spearman would have been more suitable.
The three Spirit Douluo experts showed no signs of relaxing or underestimating him. Their dedication was truly admirable!
Furthermore, there was also a Titled Douluo watching from the sidelines, his eyes fixed on Zeng Yi.
With such a lineup and level of strength, it would be a piece of cake to wipe out a force as weak as him!
What kind of abilities and virtues did he possess, a Spirit King at level 54, to withstand the torment of these big shots?
It seemed like he was truly facing a life-and-death situation today!
Zeng Yi wryly smiled. At the same time, a powerful surge of spirit power erupted from his body, one spirit ring after another rose from beneath his feet, radiating silver brilliance.
[Spirit Skill: Sword of Selflessness!]
In an instant, Zeng Yi's pitch-black and profound eyes were dyed with a cold and indifferent silver color, and his strength soared suddenly!
Next, the five silver spirit rings shattered one by one, transforming into endless spirit power that surged into Zeng Yi's body.
The terrifying power stirred up a frenzied storm, and the chill in the air carried a frosty sword intent.
The frigid wind howled, creating countless flying snowflakes.
In the shocked gaze of the three Spirit Douluo, the center of their suppression, the Vine Prison, was instantly crushed by the terrifying power, as if it had been cut to pieces by countless sword lights in an instant.
At that moment, the frigid wind converged at that spot, and in an instant, a giant tornado storm with a height of over 30 meters appeared in the air.
"How is this possible?"
Clearly, the three Spirit Douluo did not expect that the opponent could still resist under their suppression with such strength.
The chaotic ice and snow tornado storm, a catastrophic force combined with sharp sword intent, was even more terrifying than the power of natural disasters.
The three of them quickly retreated from the center of the storm, not daring to remain.
The ice and snow tornado storm lasted for only a dozen seconds before suddenly dispersing.
At that moment, the wind in the space ceased.
Snowflakes fell slowly with gravity, and in the dissipating storm's center stood a figure.
A person with his tied-up jet-black hair hanging freely behind him, flowing without the presence of wind. In his right hand, he held a long sword whose edge shimmered with a cold light, and a terrifying sword intent permeated the space, making the already icy temperature even colder.
Facing such a formidable enemy, Zeng Yi did not hesitate to unleash his strongest state without holding back.
[Domain: Emptiness!]
Invisible power emanated from Zeng Yi's body, rapidly spreading and expanding in all directions, giving him a sense of grasping the momentum of heaven and earth. His precise control of power allowed him to clearly observe the flow of the enemy's spirit power, the rhythm of their breathing, and even their heartbeat.
This feeling greatly increased Zeng Yi's self-confidence.
However, even so, the opponent was no pushover!
After all, these three Spirit Douluo were strong compared to the previous three Spirit Saints, let alone the Titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the Spirit Masters realm.
The moment Zeng Yi activated his domain, the four evil spirit masters couldn't help but widen their eyes, their gazes filled with astonishment as they looked at the knife-wielding youth surrounded by them.
"This is a domain?"
"Domain skill? Could it be a Titled Douluo?"
This made the three Spirit Douluo who surrounded Zeng Yi feel a bit nervous. They had thought that this person's strength should be at the Spirit Douluo realm, considering he managed to kill their comrades and three Spirit Saints. But they didn't expect him to be a Titled Douluo.
This doesn't feel like an opponent.
At the same time, the three people's gazes turned towards their boss who was watching the battle on the sidelines, indicating their plea for help.
However, as a true Titled Douluo, the Blood Dragon Douluo quickly realized what state the opponent currently had achieved and understood that it was through some special means to forcibly raise his power.
Because just a moment ago, he noticed that the number of spirit rings released by the opponent was only five.
Although he was not very clear about why the opponent's spirit rings were silver, which was quite surprising, as a Spirit Master, the number of spirit rings most clearly reflected a Spirit Master's realm.
Five spirit rings meant that the opponent was only a Spirit King.
The Blood Dragon Douluo was very curious about what method the opponent used to elevate his combat power by several realms and even master a domain that only a Titled Douluo could reach. This would explain how he managed to kill three of his Spirit Saint subordinates.
However, this kind of forcibly heightened power couldn't be maintained for long.
"He is just a Spirit King. This state is only forcibly enhanced through special means and won't last long." The Blood Dragon Douluo grinned, explaining the situation to his subordinates.
In his sinister vertical pupils, there was a reflection of Zeng Yi's figure, filled with interest towards this mysterious young Spirit Master.
Unfortunately, this person's body was recognized by Supreme God, or else I would really like to thoroughly study the secrets of his body!
"Everyone, attack with all your might! Suppress him!"
Hearing the words of the Blood Dragon Douluo, the three Spirit Douluo were filled with confidence. As long as the opponent wasn't at the level of a Titled Douluo, everything would be fine!
However, Zeng Yi didn't intend to wait for their communication. His body blurred, seemingly teleporting, and quickly appeared in front of a weaker Spirit Douluo.
His cold eyes stared at the opponent as his sharp sword fell.
But the opponent, who could cultivate to the Spirit Douluo realm, was no ordinary foe. In the blink of an eye, relying on his keen perception of danger, he managed to dodge the attack.
The sword fell, tearing through the thick snow and leaving behind a hundred-meter-long trench on the snowy ground.
At the same time Zeng Yi attacked, the other two also released their martial spirit avatars.
"Martial Spirit True Body, Abyssal Ghost Lion!"
"Martial Spirit True Body, Dark Heaven Vine!"
A gigantic ghost lion appeared, its body burning with black flames, resembling purgatory flames that emitted a chilling aura instead of scorching heat.
And the pitch-black vines spread and grew on the snowy ground, resembling a sinister python. In an instant, this space turned into a thorny land.
Roar!
A fierce lion's roar shook the heavens, and the terrifying sound waves came crashing.
The sound waves, seeming to originate from the depths of the underworld, momentarily made Zeng Yi lose his focus. Then an invisible force slammed into his body, violently colliding with him.
Splash~
His chest felt a dull pain, and blood unconsciously overflowed from the corners of Zeng Yi's mouth as his body was sent flying backward.
But the countless swaying and chaotic vine-like tendrils from all around also assaulted him.
Damn it!
Zeng Yi cursed inwardly as he watched the attacks, his body flipped in midair, and using the wind's flow, he regained control over his balance.
In the blink of an eye, the sword flashed!
The surging thorny vines instantly turned into countless fragments.